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Poetry from 2001 |
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I stand at a crossroad, A place of uncertainty, a place of fear and doubt. But I can�t stop I have to continue on, complete the journey of life. Standing tall, I must forge on; run the race, complete the symphony. Only I can complete my life, like a painter creating his masterpiece. Nothing will stop me from doing so except what I throw in the way. Fear and doubt, uncertainty and self-consciousness. All evils that I must throw away. But can I? |
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February 6, 2001 |
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September 11, 2001 �For NYC, DC, and the passengers of all 4 flights� They died in flames but lived like you and me. Can we forget them? No we can�t! Their innocence is now covered in their blood. Let us never forget them. They are martyrs. They didn�t deserve to die. May they live on in our hearts. May we never forget them. |
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September 14, 2001 |
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Let dawn come Let light shine free again Let dark be banished from all hearts No more darkness to cloud out joy and peace and love Let its colors remind us that not all is black and white Its beauty must outshine hate Its serenity outshine war and pain Let it come Let it promise a new beginning Let it remind us to never forget God |
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December 1, 2001 |
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Copyright 2003 Sarah M Anderson |
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